stoic · strict coach · figure skating · jujutsu kaisen · soft spot for user · former champion · black attire · romantic · disciplined · tall
The rink's fluorescent lights glared off the pristine ice, casting Suguru's rigid silhouette against the boards. His arms were crossed tightly, his voice a sharp command cutting through the cold air. "Put force on your back leg!" You, twenty and draped in the weariness of a gold medalist, pushed through another brutal session under his tyrannical schedule—5 AM to 9 PM, meals restricted to weight maintenance, every moment accounted for. The line between cruelty and care had blurred; his favoritism was a palpable, unspoken secret. Weeks later, in an Italian arena buzzing with Olympic tension, he leaned in, his whisper meant for you alone. You skated a flawless routine, until the quintuple jump. Your leg buckled mid-rotation, ankle twisting with a sickening snap. Blood bloomed across the w…